This chapter ended up being 8935 words long, yay! Sorry I took so long I have been super busy. Ridiculously so for a winter vacation!
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Aizawa had not been pleased, not at all and that was putting it as mildly as possible. Truthfully he was furious. Frightened and furious. Waking up and having his son gone sent him into a frantic panic. He searched high and low for Harrison, ignoring the exhaustion that tugged at his mind and body. He could sleep later.
"Wow really? Mr. Aizawa and Present Mic have a kid?! You're pulling my leg, right?"
Aizawa froze in his brisk walk. The pair were so into their conversation that they didn't even notice him.
"Yeah! Crazy right? He was bragging about it to the whole class! I swear!" A Girl with spiraled horns and floppy dog like ears insisted to her friend.
"What?! What do they look like? What are they like?" The girl's thin mint green haired pointed eared companion exclaimed. His eyes wide and excited looking.
"The kid's super adorable! Looks just like Mr. Aizawa and everything but you know, cuter! Has green eyes like Mic and is super shy with people and really cute with Mr. Mic. You have to see her! You will literally die from cuteness overload." The girl insisted gushing a little.
"I still can't believe Mic and Mr. Aizawa... I mean they seem pretty close but... I didn't think that Mr. Aizawa would be into someone so loud from impressions I've gotten. I was Class 1B last year so I never got much of a chance to talk to him but he comes off pretty strong in a no nonsense really strict sort of way. Mr. Mic is just so-so... opposite, you know?"
Aizawa sighed to himself. Having plenty of the conversation about he and Mic. At least he know where his son was. The guy could have at least told him that he had taken his son with him instead of snatched him and had him in a terrified frenzy! Now the idiot was spreading rumors about them to their students? He stepped out from the little nook that he had been standing in.
"Shouldn't the both of you be in class? Detention for the both of you if you don't get moving. I don't tolerate loitering or lateness as I'm sure you both know." The man said sternly, narrowing his eyes at the pair.
"Ugh! Yes sir, sorry sir!" The pair blundered, bashing into each other as they tried their best to get away as fast as possible.
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The closer Aizawa got to Present Mic's classroom the angrier he became. The man had absolutely terrified him. What if the villains got back in again? For all he knew, until he overheard the teens, that could have been what happened!
"Do you know how worried I was?" Aizawa hissed as he stormed into Hizashi's classroom. Seeing Harry on the man's hip.
"S-Shouta... um Baby! Hi... I-I know I screwed up but you just... um looked so tired and I-"
"If you know what is good for you, you will stay quiet!" Aizawa growled.
The man let out a fearful squeak.
"Harrison come here, you didn't take much of a nap... Let's... go finish up our nap." Aizawa fussed. Unable to help himself when Harrison began tiredly rubbing at his eyes and gave him one of those nervous looks. He didn't want to scare him he-he was just so worried! Anything could have happened to him! The man demandingly held out his casted arms.
"You can't carry Harr'! You ain't healed up yet!" Mic insisted. Shivering in fear at the dark look he received. He was so getting his ass kicked.
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It had been a few days and Aizawa was happy to finally be moved down to a soft cast and only on one arm. Harry on the other hand was stuck with his own full arm cast as it wasn't very safe to heal young children, especially one with health problems, with Recovery Girl's quirk.
"Come here puppy, time for bed." Aizawa insisted, tone fond. Those big attentive eyes were instantly on him, just like a puppy. Aizawa picked Harry up and sat him on the bed next to him. He wasn't really a fan of sleeping on beds but Hizashi had decided to stay over again... For nearly 7th day in a row. He and Toshinori had a habit of staying up pretty late and were both rather loud together. He, himself, could have easily slept through their noise but the pair had taken over the couch and he didn't want Harry watching the movies they likely had on the TV. Likely too violent and Harry had a tendency to stay awake if left to sleep on his own the poor thing became deathly cold without help to regulate his body temperature.
Aizawa slipped his sleeping bag on holding it open so Harry could get in. He then zipped it up, nuzzling his scruff into Harry's butter soft hair. "Go to sleep now, okay?" The man muttered, stifling a yawn.
"'Kay Mummy." Harry agreed, tone sleepy.
"Good boy." Aizawa said.
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"Toshi, look! Aren't they adorable?" Hizashi squawked, instantly taking out his cell phone to take pictures.
"Hizashi, shut up. We're trying to sleep." Aizawa hissed, slipping an arm out of the bag to grab a pillow and throw it at the other man.
"That isn't fair Shouta! You're both just too cute together, 'course I'm going ta be squealing over you!" Hizashi teased. "Besides, we got to get up man. Remember 'supposed to met your brats at the mall or something like that?"
"Don't care. You can go. Harrison and I want to sleep." The scruffy man grumbled. Snuggling in a little more and curling around Harry stubbornly.
"Fine then, I guess Toshi and me are going to have to use that $75 off coupon we won for something stupid, like a pair of hip new yoga pants or something equally as useless!~" Hizashi said and sighed dramatically.
Aizawa cracked an eye open, "You wouldn't." He growled.
"Oh I most definitely would~. I ain't watching all those brats on my own when it was just so Harry could be socialized and stuff! I could be staying here watching cartoons in my skivvies while making waffles for our baby doll instead of doing junk like that! Do you have any idea how behind I am on my weekend 'toons?" Hizashi complained.
Aizawa let out a long suffering sigh of irritation. "Fine, we're getting up. Wasting money like that... watching cartoons." The man grumbled, unzipping the sleeping bag. "Am I the only adult here?" Aizawa twitched as Toshinori stepped into the room wearing All Might Pajamas of all things and wordlessly took his son as Hizashi whined at him. A distraction.
The hoboish man huffed and forced himself to his feet. He made sure to give his friend a scathing glare before dragging himself from the room to make sure the man knew just how irritated he was with him. Aizawa's sleeping bag was still wrapped around his shoulders like a bumblebee colored cape as he padded through the hallway to the kitchen and that irritated him as well. Where in the hell did his normal, all yellow ones go?
He grabbed himself a cup of coffee, rubbing at his eyes. He had a feeling he wasn't going to be enjoying this trip too much. "Where's Toshinori and Harrison?" He finally asked Hizashi after a few minutes of letting the caffeine settle in his system, dezombifying him.
"Huh, oh Toshi's giving him a bath or something. Glad it's him and not me. Scared of water with some kind of electric quirk, no thanks I love Harr' but I can already see what would happen there." Hizashi said, turning the stove on.
"What? He panics when being put in water! He has to be put in a shower and what about his cast? Toshinori is going to get electrocuted! I'm going to go-"
"Calm down, you really are such a mom you know? Momma Shouta, it's super adorable though." Hizashi teased, pulling the skillets of eggs, steak, and hashbrowns from the stove. He decided that it was probably best not to mention the other man had been caring for Harry the last few years and would know such things were dangerous. The blond pushed such thoughts away and smirked walking to stand in front of his friend with a coy look on his face. "It's even kind of hot, really." Hizashi muttered, leaning in so his face was only an inch or so from the lightly blushing brunet. His breath ghosting over Aizawa's scruffy cheek.
Aizawa coughed, "Stop joking around." He demanded.
Hizashi snorted, "What makes you think that I'm joking? I like-like you and you like-like me don't ya? I mean we have pretty much been dating for what, 5ish years now?"
"You-you don't know... what you are talking about! I keep telling you I just want... us to be friends. Relationships don't work. You know that Hizashi!" Aizawa murmured, breath picking up.
"They do if you're with the right person~. We've practically been together since we were teens, Shouta. If something was goin' to go wrong it already would have.~" Hizashi insisted, pressing his lips against the other man's. Making him nearly pass out in embarrassment. "I know you got all freaky and afraid of commitment after Harr' was taken but we got him back and we should be happy to, ya' know? Especially you..." Hizashi said firmly. His face twisting into a playful lighter expression. "Besides all that, we make a damn good looking couple if I say so myself!" Hizashi announced, giving the man another peck on the lips.
"You... are so embarrassing." Aizawa insisted, cheeks bright red as he pointedly looked away from the other man. Though a small please smile managed to force its way onto reluctant lips.
"Now let's get some grub into you. You're always so grumpy when your hungry... And we got to be nice to the angsty gloom and doom machines." Hizashi exclaimed waving the spatula he was using to load up the plates, around as he spoke.
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"Scary!" A childish voice insisted.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry sweetie! It didn't hurt though, did it? And Daddy didn't fill the tub, just like he promised!" Toshinori soothed as he carried Harrison into the room freshly cleaned and wrapped up in a towel. He himself had dripping wet hair and unlike, Harry, was dressed in an oversized yellow hoodie and baggie jeans.
"I made you a plate." Hizashi immediately told the man. Not even raising an eyebrow when he saw him carrying the towel wrapped toddler. Not even when he realized what he saw around Harrison's casted arm was a grocery bag taped just above it. Really he thought it was clever. 'Toshi really was smart when he wasn't flustered.' Hizashi thought. Eyeing the man up and down like a tasty snack after giving his beautiful grouchy brunet a shameless look over as well.
"Oh! Thank-thank you! It smells amazing Hizashi!" Toshinori immediately said, his hollowed cheeks flushing a bright red. Catching his eyes lingering on the pair of good looking men Toshinori skittered to Harrison's room to grab the clothes he was going to dress Harrison in. A leaf green sweatshirt with a cute puppy face sewn into the front and a pair of khaki Capris. After that he did Harry's hair up in cute little enamel flowery clips he was sure would have the pair rolling their eyes... Well maybe not Hizashi.. Hizashi had a tendency to freak out and fawn over anything cute about Harry. Toshinori pulled his phone from his pocket and took a quick picture. The fatherly side of him screaming at the adorableness. His baby was the most adorable baby in the whole world! Surely no child could out cute his precious little boy!
"So pwetty Daddy!" Harry excitedly squealed pointing at himself in a mirror connected to his closet door. Carefully prodding at the clips in his hair with a beaming smile. "I look pwetty?" Harry insisted, staring adoringly at the man.
Toshinori immediately smiled back. "Of course sweetie! Very... uh, pretty." The man crouched and gently patted Harry on the head. "Let's go get something to eat before...um, Mommy gets upset with us, okay?"
"'Kay Daddy!"
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"Then the Gwimm ated their's flesh and curseded them to die with them's flesh bein' wotted away!" Harry said in a rather creepy voice though he was practically beaming it really made it even creepier.
The three adults sitting with him, stared with wide eyes. All three looking more than a little disturbed. Though they weren't the only ones staring as a couple of classmates were sitting around the 4.
"Wow... That was pretty dark... And... freaky... for a little kid..." Izuku squeaked looking a little scared to be on the same train as the cheerful child. Little kid Harrison was super scary!
"Yeah..." Hizashi turned to Harry, smiling hesitantly at him. "Hey... Um baby doll.. Who told you that story?" He asked.
"Gamma o' course!" Harry said in a tone like he thought it was obvious.
"Grandma?" Toshinori eeked out.
Harry nodded, a sunny smile on his face.
"Did... Grandma tell you about things... like that a lot?" Aizawa asked, looking a little pale.
"Yeah! All the times!" Harry exclaimed. "She said if 'childin be bad Dementows will hunted them then fweeze thems with fwear an suck out theirs souls and weave them empty huskess!" Harry said in the same creepy voice. Immediately giggling after.
Hizashi made a high pitched choking sound before managing to force out his thoughts. "What kind of grandma tells kids stuff like that?"
"No wonder Harrison has... some... problems." Aizawa muttered.
"Yeah.. Harrison... never said anything about that to me! Just that the family was... eccentric." Toshinori mumbled.
"You mean fucking crazy! Who in the Hell tells a little kid something that fucked up?" Bakugou spoke up, even he looked disturbed. Though his expression still held anger.
"Language Kaachan!... Though, that does explain some things... Harry does have some odd behaviors and-" Izuku began muttering, a look of concentration on his face.
"Both of you, stop! Now." Aizawa said, a warning glare on his face. Glad that Hizashi was distracting the little boy by dancing Paddy around. They got it Harrison had some issues. Everyone knew that he did. That didn't mean that they had to loudly pick out things right in front of him! He may have only been a toddler now but that didn't mean that he couldn't hear what they said. He may have not been as bad, really not nearly as bad as he was when he was is normal age, but he still was incredibly self conscious and nervous. And they didn't need to make it any worse than it already was!
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"Oh my goodness! Look how cute she is!" Kirishima squealed the moment his eyes laid on his shrunken friend.
"Oh my goodness?" Sero teased.
"Be quiet! She's-she's just so adorable! And small! So small!" Kirishima sniffled.
"She most definitely is!" Iida exclaimed, nodding repeatedly in agreement, his voice high pitched and nearly gushy.
"Kag'ee!" Harry immediately called lighting up at the sight of his friend, waving enthusiastically at the boy.
"Look at that! How doesn't that just-it's just so cute!" Kirishima blubbered, bursting out into tears even as he pulled his cell phone out to take pictures.
"I thought I was the only one that felt that way!" Hizashi said. Turning to an already exasperated slightly scarred looking Shouta, "See Shouta, I'm not the only one! Our little listener is cry worthy adorable!"
"Uhuh... I just spent two hours on a train instead of 25 in a car making sure Harrison didn't have a panic-attack once it filled up. You unpacked my sleeping bag. Get me some coffee and a bag of trailmix.. Now." Aizawa hissed, looking ready to kill something when Hizashi had the gull to even look like he was about to whine.
"You know... if you are so tired all of the time you should really think about cutting down on your late night working. It can't be healthy." Toshinori pointed out. The man had only started sleeping a bit more after getting injured. Before that and Harry got turned into a small child Toshinori didn't even think the man slept more than an hour a night. He wasn't even sure how he was able to live let alone to even function.
"Not that it is any of your business but I can't. I, like a majority of the population, have bills." Aizawa said, rolling his blood shot eyes before sitting Harry down.
Harry immediately darted over to Fumikage. Eagerly babbling to him animatedly about seeing a big dog with Mummy and Daddy and 'sesend' Daddy. And about how pretty it was and that it had been telling off a squirrel and that squirrels were gross. Getting some gushing from some of the students, Kirishima looked ready to have a heart attack from the cute overload as he made dying animal noises. While Fumikage could hardly keep a straight face as Harry spoke of his hate and disgust of the furry little creatures with a ridiculous seriousness and animated passion. He just couldn't help it. A 3ish year old speaking in such a way. It was hilarious even to the oftentimes overly serious teen. Harry at any age was apparently a very passionate person on subjects he felt strongly about.
Hizashi and Toshinori of course had their phones out. One snapping pictures while the other video recorded Harry's little rant. Aizawa tiredly sipped at his lifeblood called coffee with a quirked lip. He himself having trouble not releasing an amused chuff. Though Harrison's aggression towards small prey like animals was still concerning for him.
Toshinori had assured he and Hizashi that Harrison had gained much better control of himself while older. The man had also explained that the odd almost canine like traits the boy carried were mellowed out quite a bit as he was older. Though Aizawa thought most of Harrison's odd behaviors and obsessiveness may have actually came from the dog like traits. Like a Shepherd or sled dog without a job to focus all of their energy on they could develop destructive and or odd stress induced behaviors. According to what Harrison had told Toshinori, the canine traits ran strong in his family on both sides. Aizawa, himself, was a big fan of cats and not usually very into dogs but he would make an exception to that rule for his Harrison.
Aizawa hoped that it was just a faze and that the three of them wouldn't have to start chasing Harry around anytime he saw a small prey-like animal once he aged back up. It had been quite the unpleasant surprise to have to hunt Harry down after he and the bear sized black and tan wolf looking dog, he had been playing with, caught sight of a squirrel on the ground. The dog had apparently thought he was being helpful and was trying to get Harry to go after the half dead creature it carried back to him. The dog had apparently picked up on his son's strange animal like behavior and behaved as if he were a pup.
The owner had apologized, dragging his uncooperative pet away once they had rounded the pair up. Harry had been particularly bitey that day and more than a little morse, almost despondent for the rest of the afternoon. Aizawa was glad to see that he had recovered from his previous mood and interacting so animatedly with the brats. Unhappiness didn't suit the almost bubbly, though painfully shy and nervous, animated little boy. It was actually pretty heartbreaking to not see him bouncing around happily with an attentive wide eyed look on his face. Even at that age it was easy to see that he was a very intelligent little kid.
"All of you... we should stop loitering near the entrance. The mall will start getting crowded soon and it will be a pain for me if we get mobbed." The scruffy teacher called to the cooing group.
"He means it will be a pain for all of us. You meant all of use right Shouta?" Hizashi teased. Frowning at the dull 'It's too early for this crap' look he got as the other man began walking. Completely ignoring him. Not fair! That cup of coffee was getting more attention from his man than he was!
Being impulsive Mic snatched the cup from his friend's hand with a mischievous smirk.
"Hizashi. Give it back, now." Aizawa growled in a quiet hair raising voice that had chills zinging down the blond's back.
Crap... he so screwed up. Taking Shouta's coffee what the hell was he thinking? Did he have a death wish?
"I will murder you Hizashi, I'm not joking give it back, now! It's the only thing keeping me from passing out on the floor." Aizawa hissed, his hair began to float around him and his eyes began to glow a familiar intimidating red as he went to grab for his capture scarf. The pair ignored the alarmed sounds their students were making. Shouting something about a code coffee and how Present Mic was so going to die. Though they were right, Aizawa would make sure of it. It was too bad because he had really enjoyed kissing the obnoxious idiot that morning... but sacrifices had to be made when one's own life was in the balance and he most definitely wasn't going to be able to survive without that cup of bitter heart resuscitator.
"Now now, Aizawa, remember what the doctor said, no using your quirk until you are fully hea-" Toshinori was cut off with a glare that he was pretty sure made a little bit of his soul leave him it was so terrifying.
"I frankly don't care about what the doctor said right now. I want my coffee."
"O-o-okay Shouta. I'm-I'm sorry Shouta! Don't be mad it's my-my bad, here." Hizashi fearfully shuttered. His out-stretched hand shaking like crazy. He sighed in relief as Aizawa seemed to instantly calm after snatching the extra large foam cup from his hands, taking a sip from it. "B-better Shouta... baby?" He asked after a few moments. Eyes wide as he fidgeted.
"Yeah..." The man said. Mood back to dull and mostly bored. "By the way... No calling me that... Your flirting privileges.. They have been revoked." Aizawa muttered, taking another sip.
"What? But how am I going to talk to you now?" Hizashi whined, outraged. The man swore he heard a devastated dramatic, no, from one of the students... Did he hear something about poor OTPs and Ships? He was all ears for his beloved Shouta though once he began speaking again.
"Uh... I don't know...? Like a normal person would?" Aizawa Snarked. "... Well... you'll figure it out... Possibly." The brunet grumbled after giving the other man a pointed look up and down with a doubtful expression.
"But-but, that's like taking a piece of me man! Like taking your coffee away! It's like a part of my soul!" Hizashi moaned like a petulant little kid. Ignoring what he knew to be a teasing dig at him. The loud mouthed blond was tempted to glance behind himself as he heard an excited cheer and what sounded like a 'yes, defend your right as his man, I ship this so hard!'. Who in the hell was that? Was that grape headed kid? He was pretty sure it was grape kid. His eyes snapped back to Shouta though when the man made a quiet snorting noise.
Aizawa simply rolled his eyes at his friend though his expression morphed to the slightest amount of amusement which was practically grinning for him, being in such a public place and allowing himself to relax so much.
Hizashi didn't think it was possible to be happier than what he was feeling at that look. He adored that man so much. He frowned at the awkward uncomfortable look on Toshi's face though. Like he thought himself a third wheel or something. The silly man. He wish the man wasn't so jumpy and shy. Even Shouta liked the man. He was kind, and funny and once fed up on good meals, Hizashi, was sure he would be ridiculously cute!
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"Eiji, go theres!" Harry insisted, pointing to a book store, clinging to the boy's leg. Even with all of his friends around him all the strange people around were making him extremely nervous.
"I don't know buddy, that may not be the best place for someone your age... Maybe we can go when you are um... older? Wouldn't you rather go over there?" Kirishima said rubbing the back of his head and pointing at a store near the bookstore crammed to the gills with toys, parents and children. Frowning when Harry visibly paled and shook his head.
"Yeah, tha' looks fun Harry!" Mineta agreed, eyes lighting up at the sight of all the cool looking stuff in the window display.
"Is that Midoriya?" Fumikage questioned.
"Of course it is, the fuc-fudge nugget' nerd." Bakugou hissed after getting a glare from Shitty hair. How dare he nerd around impressionable kids? Didn't he realize that crap like that was contagious? The bastard better not fuck up Harry!
"Man calm down, stop growling. Your going to start freaking people out!" Kirishima jokingly told his friend.
"Come on guys! I wan' ta see if there's anything worth buyin' in there. I got money burnin' a hole in my wallet!" Mineta whined.
"I'm not sure. Harrison doesn't seem very comfortable with that idea." Fumikage spoke up. Even as his eyes wandered to an occult looking store right next door to the massive fun looking toy store. He would have to come back with Harrison once he was back to normal. He was sure Harrison would enjoy it.
"Yeah, but shouldn't Harry be socializing with kids? I mean technically she's our age but not really right now. Isn't it good for kids to play with other kids? I mean... I'm sure she'd like someone to play with closer to her own age, right?" Sero pointed out.
"Yeah, it could be good for Harry to find a kid to play with! Come on Harry, were going to go find you an awesome friend!" Kirishima cheerful exclaimed, practically dragging the reluctant child toward the store.
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Harry was really not a fan of the place his friends had drug him into. He hated it really. It was loud and bright and filled to the brim with strangers. Too many strangers. Tears filled Harry's eyes as everything melded into a muffled roar in his ears and it became hard to breath. He didn't want to be there anymore. He wanted mummy and his daddies and to be away from all of these strange scary people!
Harry darted away, under the building block display and out of the store. Shuddering as his skin felt like pricklies ran under it, Paddy firmly grasped in his trembling arms. He didn't want to go in there he told them! He-he just wanted a quiet place and-and pretty picture books. He didn't want any new friends or toys or anything like that. He liked it just being him and his mummy and daddies and friends he already had and he didn't want to be around anyone but them! New people were just-just too scary!
Anxiety immediately spiked again when Harry was nearly knocked over in the crowd of rushing people. He managed to squeeze his way through the bustle feeling almost shell shocked and numb as he found himself in a little corner. Tropical bushes and trees stood tall in a planter of sorts recessed into the floor. Nice and dark and a perfect place to hide. Harry rubbed at his face a potent exhaustion settled into his body. After what felt like a while of sitting against the harsh bark of the palm tree. Harry felt himself starting to have trouble keeping awake.
"Hey... Is-is everything alright squirt?" A tired sounding voice asked, startling Harry to full wakefulness. "You've been crying, right? Want to talk about what happened?" The teen asked, concern coloring his tone. It took Harry a few moments to realize the boy was one that was in second Daddy's class. The pretty purple haired one that talked real nice to him and let him draw on his paper while Daddy was talking to the Night lady. Shin-so was nice and he felt warm and safe in a way similar to his 'Kage and birdie shadow.
"Come on now. You really shouldn't be alone." Shinsou pressed. Sitting down next to Harry. Eyeing shaking hands.
Harry held Paddy tight to himself. Looking away as shame heated his face and belly. "I-I gots scared." He admitted. "Don't likes I-" Tears began to run down his face again as he began to get worked up again.
"Hey, it's fine. I don't... like crowds either. They... kind of make me nervous to." Shinsou said. Giving Harry a small genuine smile when he began to almost instantly relax after hearing what the other boy said. "You hungry? I got a snack I can share with you. I just got off of work so I can help you find Mr. Mic. You came with your parents, right?" Shinsou asked. Pulling himself up and wiping off the dirt from his slacks and held out his hand for Harry to pull himself up with.
"Yeah... Mummy and Daddies!" Harry said enthusiastically. His face quickly became pale and stricken when the fact that he wasn't with them and they weren't around suddenly set in.
"It's okay, don't worry. We'll find them." Shinsou was quick to assure the kid. Leading him to one of the empty picnic like tables near the plants where a cooler bag was sitting. He just couldn't stand the idea of Harrison being upset. They were friends after all. Not the best of friends or what ever but decent enough. Sitting next to each other in the hero business course they took and the hero home Ec. Class that he had been placed in. He still was confused about why he had been placed in the courses but happy.
Harrison was sweet and friendly, but ridiculously nervous and quite timid. Harry wasn't like the other's in the hero classes from what he could tell. Heck, Harrison didn't even want to be in the class! It really wasn't fair. He ached with everything that he was to be in the hero courses and Harrison admittedly wanted nothing to do with them. Shinsou still couldn't believe that Harrison was Eraserhead and Present Mic's kid. What a weird combination! They did a good job of hiding having a kid.
Shinsou could definitely see it, look wise at least... not so much in the personality though... Or the relationship... Aizawa was just so stern and reserved and noble... and well just annoying as hell but super cool! He was what Shinsou looked up to completely and aspired to be in a hero while Present Mic... well... He was the exact opposite. How did they even have a kid anyway? Did they find someone with a specialized fertility quirk, or did one of them already have the secondary oddity? He had read somewhere that although still very rare being able to get pregnant while being a male was much more common in those of European decent.
Shinsou forced his thoughts away from such things as he pulled out his food. Remembering that Present Mic had told everyone that Harrison couldn't have any type of sweets or sugary things because he had some sort of allergy of processed sugar or something... "We should probably go wash our hands. I don't want you getting sick." The purple haired boy said. Leading Harry to a nearby bathroom and helping him wash up before going back to the table.
Shinsou pulled out some apple slices. He could tell that Harry really needed something to eat. He remembered the warnings given when with Present Mic about Harrison's sugar problems and when their Home Ec. Teacher had thought it a good idea to mention it as well.
He smiled as Harry began eating, practically wolfing down the offered food after politely thanking the other boy. Even as a tiny thing Harry was polite as ever. It was another thing that he liked about the other. Harry was always polite, it didn't matter who it was that Harrison was talking to they got treated with genuine kindness and respect.
Once they finished up, Shinsou took Harry back to the bathroom to clean the sticky fruit juices from his delicate little hands.
"Come on, let's go find your parents." Shinsou said, almost reluctantly. His face turned up in a smile at the thought of not finding them. Not because he planned to kidnap Harry or anything but because he, himself, lived in the dorms so if he couldn't find Harrison's parents he could just take Harry back to the dorms and tell the school what was going on. It would let him spend some more time with adorable Harry as well... Though he would never admit that he thought little kid Harry was the cutest thing ever. Especially after calming down a bit and beginning to animatedly babble to him.
Shinsou had been too shy before and well... angry and distrusting to try to make a proper friend. He still was for the most part. Growing up being tossed from foster home to foster home wasn't exactly the best sort of environment for teaching someone how to be social or to trust other people for the most part. Especially being in mostly abusive ones. But... well Harry wasn't like any of those people. Harry was really nice and truthful and sweet. Being around Harry as a little kid somehow made everything less stressful. How pathetic, the only person he was super interested in becoming friends with was turned into a little kid. Even worse was that he was pretty sure the reason he had been having so many issues with letting himself become friends with Harrison when Harry was a normal age was because he was positively infatuated. The teen sighed and held his hand out for Harry to grasp, Paddy sticking haphazardly out of the top of the jacket Harry wore. Shinsou gave him another reassuring smile.
"There you are, we have been most worried about you!" Iida looking close to going into cardiac arrest, snatching Harry's hand before it could properly be held by Shinsou. "Did none of us think to inform you not to go places with strangers?! You could have been lost forever! I knew that I should not have left you with the others! As class representative and your friend I have been neglectful." Iida insisted and snatched Harry up. Iida held him to his chest protectively as he stared down the villainous looking boy.
Shinsou frowned. Eyeing the squirming growling child attempting to get away from the glasses wearing robot of a boy. Yeah, definitely friends. The purple haired boy couldn't suppress an eye roll. "Harry wasn't kidnaped. I found Harrison hiding over there, in the bushes, terrified. She was obviously overwhelmed by the crowd and people." Shinsou snarked pointing to the trees and bushes.
"There's our Harry! I was so worried!" Kirishima called, tears and snot running down his face as he rushed over, immediately fussing and cooed as Harry bit his outstretched hand, growling as fiercely as a three year old could. Harry was just the cutest little kid in the whole world! Kirishima smiled, giving Harry a little wave before announcing that he would go grab Mr. Aizawa as he was on a bit of a rampage.
As Iida began lecturing the other boy about proper protocol when finding a child at a mall or other public place Harry let out an uncomfortable whine. Iida's arm dug into his belly and pushed at his ribs painfully and made it hard to breath.
"Hey, you really need to either put Harry down or change the way you are holding her. You can't hold a kid like that." Shinsou said, unable to take watching the other boy practically choke out his friend. Intentional or not.
"What ever do you mean I-"
"What are you doing holding him like that?! Never hold a small child that way! Especially Harrison, his bones are exceptionally fragile!" Aizawa hissed rushing to snatch Harry from the other boy's grasp.
"What, sir I-"
Aizawa ignored the boy. Instead immediately walking to a table and sitting Harry down on it, carefully checking over ribs and his belly for breaks and bruises. He did his best to ignore the irrational terror that he had nearly lost Harry all over again. He wanted to take the little boy back home and smother him in the nest of blankets and sleeping bags he and Harrison had turned Harry's bedroom into, (Because he just couldn't muster up the effort to go shopping for a bed and frankly didn't want to.) Feed his Harry a decent meal and doze for the rest of the weekend... Maybe play some bejeweled on his phone or something as they half dozed in the cocoon of warmth. This situation probably had traumatized Harry even worse than he already was. He was doing so well to.
Aizawa couldn't believe someone had tried stealing Harry away! How did they manage to do that? His students were supposedly watching him, begged he, Mic, and Toshinori to allow them to take him him while Mic and Toshinori tried to force him to get himself some new clothes and some of his own household things. (Useless and irrational in his opinion as he was perfectly happy with what he had and they already had plenty of towels and 3 pairs of clothes for work along with a couple of comfortable sweaters incase it got chilly and two pairs of pajamas to alternate days. Plenty. He also had a hairbrush, toothbrush and his eye drops it wasn't like he really needed more than that.) Because the two had to force him into some department store their-his son could have been stolen away because of neglectful teenagers.
Aizawa turned to get a good look at the boy Iida insisted must had kidnaped Harrison and raised an eyebrow. This had to be a mistake. First off he looked like he had just got off of work. Secondly it was the same teenager Mic constantly on and off told both he and Toshinori about. The teen that was desperate to be a hero. The boy with a back story so much like his own it was painful. It just didn't make any sense. Deciding that he needed the story from the purple haired teen he asked him what happened. Correcting Iida when he went to interrupt the other teen in possible misguided protective anger over Harrison's disappearance.
"Harry's my friend... I would... never do anything like that friend or not! I found Harry over in the bushes shaking and crying after finishing up work and locking up! She nearly had an outburst with her quirk it was so bad! I think she got overwhelmed or something by the people... I know Harry has some real issues with crowds and loud noises." Shinsou insisted giving Aizawa a pleading look, begging for at least him to believe him even as rage began to bubble in his stomach. How dare these people judge him? He hadn't done a single thing wrong! He was helping out a poor lost little kid, his friend on top of that.
Aizawa nodded slowly. "I believe you. Thank you, and sorry for the trouble. You didn't deserve to be berated when you were just trying to help." The man said. Knowing that even if the boy didn't show it being told that he was believed would mean the world to the Teen. He knew it would have meant the world to him back when he was more like Shinsou. He turned to a very nervous uncomfortable looking Harrison. "Can you tell... Mommy what happened Harrison?" The man asked. Nearly grimacing as he realized being called mommy, even calling himself such a thing really wasn't bothering him nearly as bad as it had before. It even made him feel a bit happy really, he was acknowledged as a parent after all. He still didn't understand why everyone kept calling Harry a he though.
Harry nervously nodded. Eyeing Iida and the others slowly piling in on the sidelines. "Was scary an' loud. Didn't likes it. Too manys." Harry explained the best he could beginning to tear up again and tremble rubbing at already red cheeks.
"Too many people?" Aizawa coxed. Voice and expression calm and soothing.
"Yeah." Harry sniffled.
"But everything is alright now, isn't it? I am here and... Daddies will be here in a minute and all of your friends are here." Aizawa said, even as he wanted to strangle the lot of his brats.
"Y-yeah." Harry muttered.
"And your friend here, he was nice to right?" Aizawa asked, his voice still stern but far more gentle than it normally was.
"Yeah, Shin-so's super nice!" Harry exclaimed nodding his head. Tears starting to slow.
"Good. That's good. So everything's alright, right? Nothing to be scared of." Aizawa said with a hint of a smile on his face. The brats better not spread anything about this!
Harry nodded his head.
Aizawa raised an eyebrow. Prompting Harry to answer with a 'yes Mummy' "Good." Was the simple answer the child got along with an quick hug. Pride filled the ragged looking man. Before Harrison would have been so terrified that there was no way that he would have gotten out of the place without his quirk going ballistic now he was smiling. Maybe this really was helping him? It was a lot easier to influence a small child with good and bad experiences than it was someone already a teenager. A genuine happiness bubbled up in his stomach that the man hadn't felt since Harrison had been taken away. It was nice being able to guide someone that loved and trusted and relied completely on you. That sweet comforted smile he received made him feel like a good parent again, reassured him that he did know what he was doing.
Shinsou couldn't help but feel envious. Forcing his staring eyes away when he realized he was looking on at the pair with longing. Man, he really was... pathetic. First nearly crying when his most beloved hero told him that he believed him and called him Harry's friend. Now being nearly overwhelmed with the longing to have a parent like that... The teen sighed, he must really need some sleep or something.
"Harry! Baby Doll! We were so worried!" Hizashi wailed, nearly knocking students over in his haste to get to his precious muffins, dragging a red faced Toshinori through the throng of brats. He was so ready to go home and cuddle his beautiful men while watching some toons with his adorable little mini muffin. "You can't be doing that to Daddies! It really scared us sweetie!" The crazy haired blond loudly wailed. Snatching Harry up and adoringly nuzzled him. His hand still firmly grasping the skeletal blond's who looked painfully nervous and shy, his sunken eyes darting to eye the excitedly whispering students even as his massive hand was gently petting Harrison's back. After a few moments he was completely focused on his Baby boy, cooing over him as he looked over Hizashi's shoulder.
"I-I just have to know! Are you all like.. a thing? Because I like really ship it!" Mineta practically begged his dreams to be true.
"That-that's completely inappropriate, especially in public!" Iida squawked arms robotically chopping the air as he rounded on the other boy. His face bright red as he looked nearly like he had possibly short circuited.
"What? It's a valid question! Threesomes are hot!" Mineta said defensively. Getting a disgusted snort from Shinsou.
Iida made odd disconcerting noises at what the boy had said as Kirishima insisted that they shouldn't talk about those sorts of things around mini Harry. Harry was a baby muffin and baby muffins needed to be have their adorableness protected and if they didn't it wasn't manly.
A mischievous smile lit up Hizashi's face. He turned around, holding Harry with one arm and making a finger gun at the crowd of students with the other. "That is a great question my Listener."
"Hizashi, no." Aizawa hissed warningly, eyes clearly alarmed at the tone in his friend's voice.
The man ignored Aizawa. "Shouta and Toshi are my absolutely sexy handsome adorable love hunks that I am very proud of having!" The man said in a bragging tone of voice. Smirking when several students went pale or red faced, completely in shock at their teacher's overly blunt confession.
"My-my OTP, it's even better than I thought!" Mineta exclaimed nearly in tears he was so happy even with Harry's dad being a walking skeleton as Mina squealed next to him about cuteness and even better OTPs than before.
Aizawa patted Toshinori's back as he began spewing up worrying amounts of blood. Glaring daggers at Hizashi as he pressed a cloth to the gasping man's mouth. Ignoring the purple haired boy panicking next to him. "Hizashi, get over here now! Give Harry to 'Kage'." Aizawa hissed dangerously. He didn't trust any of the other idiotic brats to properly watched him.
"Oh my god! Is Mr. Yagi okay?" Mina shrieked rushing over with Midorya and several other students.
Hizashi immediately handed Harry over and also freaked out over Toshi, calling up an ambulance when Toshinori literally collapsed from embarrassment after Hizashi began spewing out endearments in his panic. He was so getting his ass kicked.
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"Are you sure you are okay watching Harr' while we go to the hospital?" Hizashi asked, picking up the book bag full of things for Toshinori. How was he to know that he could embarrass Toshinori to the point he went into a cardiac fit?
"Of course sir. Harrison will be fine with us." Fumikage said, Darkshadow nodding along with him.
"Yeah! We won't let you down!" Kirishima insisted. Getting a dry look from a confused Shinsou who wasn't even really sure how he ended up getting involved in this mess. The only person he knew here was Harry. He really just wanted to go back to the dorm to pass out for a few hours.
"This is going to be super fun! Like a sleepover! Then Harry won't be scared. Too bad Mina and Deku are missing this!" Uraraka said cheerfully, completely pumped.
"Yes, this seems like a fun way to get to know our peers better." Iida agreed, cheeks aglow in his excitement.
"Um... do we really need so many people to watch Harry?" Shinsou asked.
"Uh... yeah... I didn't really think of that...! I kind of... panicked didn't I?" Hizashi laughed, rubbing the back of his head.
"Boo! Sleep over!" Uraraka insisted.
"Alright, Alright! But no crazy partying or anything. Follow what the binder on the counter says to a T got it? We don't have a lot a' rules but the ones we do have all involve Harry's health and well being. Main ones are, Harr's got some stuff that can't be eaten at all the list is in the front of the binder. You better stick to it! Shouta's got some good recipes in the binder you can use. You can eat the stuff in the 'fridge. Number 2, don't let Harry get into what we call 'critter hunter' mode." Hizashi said, making quotation fingers with a shudder. "It's super cute but... we really don't want that rubbing off on our muffin and endin' up with freaky squirrel massacres or something when he is back to normal. Also don't let him fixate on things or obsess. Third-" Hizashi's tone became sharper his eyes gleaming dangerously, "no freaking Harr' out, Shouta's best at calmin' our baby doll down without him, there's probably going ta' be a hospital visit. There will be consequences you won't like if that happens!" The man said in a twisted sadistic tone that made his students eep and nodded their heads assuringly. His tone went back to sweet and pleasant. Ignoring the sweat dripping from his students.
"I will try ta' be back before it gets late. Though I my not be able to. If I don't get back before my Baby Doll heads to bed than one of you will have ta' let him sleep with you. This is the most important rule other than, 'making sure not a single hair on his beautiful little head ain't harmed.' Harr' can't regulate his body temperature well at all and can literally freeze to death if he don't have another source of body heat while sleeping." Hizashi explained.
"He?" Shinsou pointed out, eyebrow raised. He had once seen Harrison coming out of the male bathroom, which he had thought was extremely odd but-
"What?! That's terrible! Who has the highest body temperature of all of us?" Iida immediately asked. Hardly even noticing the man leave after hugging Harry and telling him to be a good boy, after that.
"Uh-"
"I am sure that our teachers have a thermometer somewhere. Using it would likely be the best method in figuring out what would be best for Harrison." Iida said, completely taking over.
"We can do that later! I want to see Harry's room!" Kirishima insisted, child like grin on his face. "Can you show us your room Harry, pleeeease?" The shark tooth boy begged the tiny child hands clasped. Uraraka was quick to join in. They both cheered as a flustered Harry agreed and led them to his room.
Ururaka squealed at the very sight of it. The green and purple really worked well together and the pile of stuffed animals was just adorable! Even with the bed a bit messy, it was obviously meticulously cleaned and organized. On the walls were marker boards and corkboards carefully organized along with the calendar that looked like it hadn't been touched since Harrison's 'transformation'.
Kirishima audibly awwed at the sight of pictures all over the walls and sitting on practically every available surface. A lot of them Harrison with Toshinori, and a few new ones here and there of Harry with all three of his 'parents'. Harry looked so much happier in those!
"Harrison must really like dogs." Iida pointed out. After practically finding a shrine of pictures of Harry with various dogs, absolutely beaming in each picture. A newer one had Harry gushing over a pony sized dog with an amused and slightly dubious looking Fumikage standing next to him. Harry looked moments from a heart attack 'she' was so happy.
"That's an understatement." Fumikage said with a hint of humor in his tone. Harrison was practically in hysterics anytime he even smelled one he would get so excited.
"Look! That's me!" Kirishima pointed out excitedly.
"Uraraka and I are also in photos." Iida huffed excitedly, his cheeks turning a rosy red in his happiness and his bounced from foot to foot and shaking his fists a mile a minute he was so happy. Yes! They were friends! He had worried with the reaction of everyone that maybe he had read everything wrong but this was proof.
"We are!" Uraraka squealed happily. Maybe Harry didn't hate them!
Shinsou shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. Man this was not just weird but uncomfortable... and kind of.. Well his chest kind of hurt. He really didn't belong here and-
"Look at this one! It's soooo cute!" Uraraka insisted, dragging the purple haired boy over to look at a picture of him in the middle of falling asleep in class, his hair even fluffier and more gravity defying than it usually was. Harry smiling next to him.
Shinsou' looked away, his face on fire. A scowl tugged at his face even as his chest felt like it would burst.
"There are sure a lot of pictures of you, Tokoyami! Like a lot, a lot!" Kirishima pointed out. The guy practically had a shrine to himself. Little gothic looking skull and fancy looking cross keychains hung below the pictures on a neat keychain hanger and the stuffed animals that he had won for Harrison using a claw machine were sat all over the room. Making Fumikage rub at the back of his neck.
"Yes... well Harrison and I do things together quite often." Fumikage finally said after a few minutes.
"Yeah often... Harry, Fumikage, and I do stuff together constantly!" Darkshadow scuffed. His tone teasing and amused.
"What's up with all of this gothic stuff?" Uraraka asked. Poking it with an amused huff. She turned to the bird headed teen after scanning through the photos with a devious gleam in her eyes. "You gave them to her, didn't you?" She said, tone excited. "Do you... you know.. Like Harry... Like um like-like her?" Squealing as a blush spread over the boy's beak. "You do don't you!?"
"I- we are just friends. That is all." The bird headed boy insisted even as his heart felt like it wanted to jump out of his chest. Was he just embarrassed or was she right? He was just glad Harrison wasn't in the room for all of this nonsense. Wait, where had Harrison gone?
End Chapter 9
So here is chapter 9! Sorry I didn't update it when I said I would. I literally fell asleep before I could yesterday and then forgot to do it today.
So what should I do next with this story? Any ideas?
By the way have maybe 500 words left until I am done with the next chapter of 'Not the Place I was Hoping for' so be watching out in the next few days for it!
If anyone is interested in coloring pages or anything I plan to start making some soon with the new smoother nicer updated version of the drawing program that I use! I will be using either Tumblr, facebook or Deviantart for them. I would love some suggestions on what to draw! Always taking requests!
I am also going to start making art for this fanfiction soon. And have started a Manga for 'Like the Glow of Light-Green Emeralds'(The new chapter for that fic is about 1000-2000 words from being done)
I have also started writing two different fanfictions similar to this one that I can't wait to get far enough in to show everyone!
Still have the poll going on for this story as well!
Please Review! It both gives me ideas and motivation! I really love to know what you guys think!
P.S.(If you want to read about my pathetic life)
Really upset, my gran told me that my grandfather said he won't cosign my dorm loan for school next year real smug like.(He doesn't even pay for any of it my gran and I do and he destroyed her credit a year ago so she can't cosign) We think that he was planning on telling me when I wouldn't have enough time to try saving money or anything. He acted furious when my gran told him that he wasn't going to be blindsiding me or playing any of his horrible mind games because she had already told me what he said. Totally flipped out on her like he was angry that he didn't get the chance to devastate me.(No joke the man is a total asshole) So I may not be able to update much this summer as I am going to be trying my best to get a good job. So please don't be mad! I will try my best to update everything as much as possible. I really love writing but school is most important to me right now. I just wanted you all to know in advanced as it was sprung on me and that really wasn't fun and I didn't think it would be nice of me to spring it on anyone else if I have to only update once or twice during the summer.